Doomsday Magic Kitchen

Chapter 9 She's Crazy
"Is it you or who?" The aunt gave Fang Qing a blank look, as if she was an idiot, but Fang Qing now, in their era, she was the product of the perfect combination of sperm and egg, it should be said to be an advanced species , this IQ is not low, and here he is regarded as an idiot.

However, in the eyes of this aunt, Fang Qing is a bit stupid, and she doesn't know how stupid she is.

Fang Qing hugged Ah Wu and followed the aunt. Anyway, she had nowhere to go now, so she could only follow her. And she was still asking Ah Wu to tell her the information of this era through brain waves. I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, or it’s just her bad luck. The person who designed Ah Wu at that time forgot to add value to it, so it was sold cheaply to Fang Qing.

Ah Wu could only take out his few things and tell Fang Qing, who made Fang Qing dizzy.

Fang Qing really regretted it now, but who knew that she would suddenly go from an era of high Fang Ming to this era where science is not developed, but nature is not polluted .

As she walked all the way, she was always looked at strangely. She didn't understand what they were looking at. She was the kind of person who threw her on the street before and no one took a second look.

"Your clothes." Ah Wu is afraid to speak now, and can only communicate with her brainwaves, telling it from its limited knowledge that human beings at this time are not as bold as their era, so some thing, they don't know.

For example, the computer here cannot speak, although it is actually an intelligent and functional robot, not a single computer.

"My clothes?" Fang Qing lowered her head and looked at her clothes. She couldn't change them. She was really not used to them. Changing them from time to time would make her feel better. It's just that her clothes can't be changed now, so she can only keep them. With such a look, fortunately, it can keep warm and keep out the wind.

It was indeed a bit depressed, and looking at the other people, all of them were of various colors and strange looks, Fang Qing couldn't help but take another look, would they be heavy wearing these, why are they so thick and have so many layers.

She sees others as monsters, but she doesn't know that others actually treat her as a monster.

"Look at that person." Someone was already pointing at her, "It's almost winter, and she can still dress like this, with her arms and legs exposed, don't you think she's not cold?"

"Could it be a lunatic?" Someone answered the conversation again, she was obviously not cold, her face was neither red nor out of breath, and even her expression did not change.

Fang Qing listened and seemed to understand a little bit, but she looked at the clothes on her body. Her clothes are thermostatically controlled, and naturally have the ability to adjust the temperature. It seems that she is showing her arms and legs. But the temperature around her body is only 25 degrees, which is the most comfortable temperature for human beings. How can it be cold?
This is high-tech, do you understand, but she flattened her mouth, why does she still feel that the clothes are very beautiful, are these the clothes of ancient people? They are really beautiful, although the material is not very good, but the appearance is Very good, she only saw it in the photos, and she took another look at the clothes on her body, the contrast, the contrast, I don't know if these will be antiques when taken back.

She lowered her head, and under the guidance of a group of people, she followed the cleaning lady to what she said was the situation, but what was the situation?
(End of this chapter)